Chapter 452:

After Zhan Nantian escaped, he immediately melted all the nail boards with different fire.
Mu Yifan, while Zhan Nantian's attention was not on him, hurriedly came to Zhuang Ziyue and tore all the magic charms affixed to the jar: "Zi Yue, are you all right?"
Zhuangzi Yue looked up weakly, and laughed at himself: "I'm a zombie. How can things be so easy? You said, should I be grateful to you for turning me into a zombie?"
Mu Yifan pursed his lips without making a noise, while using the light power to treat him, while melting the gold pot outside, he saw that there was only one body left, Zhuang Ziyue, and his anger was even worse. He quickly called Wang Bing over.
"Wang Bing, take care of him for me."
Mu Yifan picked up Zhuang Ziyue and was about to put people into Wang Bing's arms. Suddenly, a figure appeared around them and picked up Zhuang Ziyue.
Mu Yifan stunned, and it was Zheng Jiaming who gave them the map.
Zheng Jiaming said: "I will take care of him."
Mu Yifan was not assured: "When did you come? How did you come here?"
Zheng Jiaming explained: "My friend with wind power brought me here."
After he came here, he used illusions on the people here so that they could not see their existence.
Mu Yifan dragged Zhuang Ziyue's clothes tightly, unwilling to take Zheng Jiaming away.
Although Zheng Jiaming said that he had given up his hatred for Zhuang Ziyue, he was worried that when Zheng Jiaming thought of his mother's death, he would do something bad for Zhuang Ziyue.
"Zheng Jiaming will take care of me." Zhuang Ziyue said suddenly.
Mu Yifan froze.
Thinking of Zhuang Zi's ability to predict, he should foresee his future, then slowly loosen his clothes.
Zhuang Ziyue said again, "Go and settle Nan Nan, or we will all die."
Zheng Jiaming picked up the limbs on the ground and said to Mu Yifan, "We can't help here by leaving here."
Mu Yifan nodded.
Chapter Thirty-one
Zheng Jiaming turned around and faced Zhan Nantian who flashed on last.
"It's not so easy to walk."
Zhan Nantian quickly released the fire system ability, a three-meter-diameter fire pillar fell out of the air, and fiercely blasted at Zheng Jiaming and Zhuangzi to read them.
Seeing this, Mu Yifan quickly smashed an enchantment on top of Zhuangziyue's head as soon as the pillar of fire was attacked, blocking the aggressive attack.
Using a dual enchantment that bounces back and makes the zombies more painful at the same time brings Zhan Nantian ten meters away.
Zhan Nantian quickly used the light power to stabilize his footsteps and frowned.
He touched his face, surprised that Mu Yifan's enchantment could hurt him: "How can this be?"
Before, Mu Yifan's abilities were all invalid for him. Why did he suddenly work for him?
Zheng Jiaming took advantage of Zhuang Ziyue while he was in a daze, and left Zhuangziyue.
Zhuang Ziyue raised his eyelids and looked at him weakly, grinning: "Zheng Jiaming, don't you want to kill me? Why not do it?"
He once predicted that Zheng Jiaming was going to kill him. Although he did n’t succeed later, he did n’t know why Zheng Jiaming was going to kill himself. However, he predicted that things changed suddenly in the back. From Zheng Jiaming's attempt to kill him, he became silently with him. Around him.
This puzzled him.
It stands to reason that what is foreseen should be doomed to happen and cannot be changed, but after seeing Mu Yifan last time, what is foreseen does not necessarily happen, and there will be many Different results.
Like fighting Nantian, he predicted different results.
Zheng Jiaming paused for a moment, and continued to run forward, looking at the passage in front, and asked quietly, "Do you foresee that I am going to kill you?"
Zhuang Ziyue lowered his eyelids: "Well, if that's the case, can you tell me why you want to kill me?"
"Do you remember the aunt who cooks for your family?"
Zhuangzi's eyes were dimmed, and the bottom of his eyes was hurt: "How can you not remember that you are with me every day and you should know that I am concerned about this matter ..."
At this point, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately asked: "Who is you?"
Zheng Jiaming glanced at him: "My mother."
Zhuangzi Yue looked at Zheng Jiaming in shock and opened his lips, but he didn't know what to say.
Zheng Jiaming continued: "I know you didn't mean to kill her, but you just can't get there, because that's my favorite person, so I always wanted to find a chance to kill you, but stay with you In this year together, I saw you tortured by this incident every night, and hesitated, even for you ... "
After a pause, he didn't say the rest of the words, instead he said, "Do you remember I said that I was an archeologist before?"
Zhuangzi Yue didn't know what he asked and suddenly asked about this, he just said, "Remember."
"My last archeological mission is this emperor's tomb."
Zhuangzi looked at him.
"At that time, it took us a long time to find this emperor's tomb, and I became a little less vigilant when I was happy, so when I opened the emperor's coffin with another friend of mine, I sucked it in from the emperor's coffin. A lot of black gas came out. At that time, we thought it was just some dust and didn't care too much. Moreover, we didn't have any abnormalities at that time. Only after we went back did we gradually have problems. We became more and more unable to control ourselves. Consciousness and hunger for the scent emanating from humans, and in the end, didn't even know what they did. "
Zhuangzi Yuejing listened silently.
"When I woke up, I was already in the institute, surrounded by a large group of researchers, doing various experiments on my body, drawing blood, taking viruses, and enduring painful torture every day. The researcher will extract the virus from me and give it to his friend. The researcher's friend wants to kill his elder brother and get the equity, and then injects the virus into his elder brother's body ... "
When Zhuangzi Yue heard this, the more he heard it, the more familiar he became. He stared sullenly and looked at him in disbelief: "The big brother you said is Mu Yifan."
"Yes, Mu Yifan told me in person." Zheng Jiaming teased his lips, mockingly: "Who on earth should I blame for hurting my mother? If I didn't take the virus outside, everyone would It wo n’t turn into a zombie. When I run away from the researcher, I ca n’t help but bite many people, and everyone will be infected one by one, and my mother wo n’t die.

Zhuangzi did not know what to say when he read it for a while: "This ... this can't blame you."